Redhawk Caldera i’ll digest you one kiss at a time

He remains quiet, deferring their words of thanks to their commander now that it is all settling down and falling into place with wolves deciding where to be, and so on. He would rather not leave any behind, not even Wildfire.. but, as it must be, he does want to get back to their cliffs too before the winter can come any closer. It will be a long trek back home, after all. He'll have the length of that long tedious walk to digest this, along with what it could mean for the weeks and months to come, should something come of this--whatever it was, exactly.

The wocha settled beside his mate, all ears, and keeping an eye on everyone. He would wait to see where else this could lead.